04:00 AM Midway Station Time | Rumor-Radio hacks again...
Aug 31, 2013 15:50:03 GMT -5
MADDOX, Olan Sinclair, and 4 more like this
Post by WAanonymous on Aug 31, 2013 15:50:03 GMT -5
The time was 04:00 AM Midway Station Time...
All comms and speakers (in-tune or on Midway) cut out with a crackle of static...
It's been a while, but some of the merchants remembered...
Folks hushed as elders shouted and ears tuned in for the broadcast...
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Then her breath could be heard, drawn in and taking with it, her audience...
(in a low, smokey-sultry tone offering Old English -British- accented words, she began)
"Rumor-Radio offers our sincerest condolences
to the friends, families, and fans
of the folks who were marred or murdered tonight..."
(a soft click and crackling pause)
"We offer our most gracious thanks to
the fantastic four
who captured or killed all three wingos.
Seriously, we have a replay
available on our grab-board;
those of you with access,
feel free to share..."
(a soft click and crackling pause)
"We ask our listeners not to blame the Wingos who did the shredding,
but the careless crew attempting to transport them."
(a soft click and crackling pause)
"That said, you'll be happy to know,
the culprits are dead
AND in Wingo-worthy pieces
set at the door step of your
Family Patron-of-the-Station Overlord Franc OzGud,
Midway's own Count-of-the-Underside,
and his fearsome Underboss;
an anonymous alien (chuckle) says 'your welcome'
All comms and speakers (in-tune or on Midway) cut out with a crackle of static...
It's been a while, but some of the merchants remembered...
Folks hushed as elders shouted and ears tuned in for the broadcast...
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Then her breath could be heard, drawn in and taking with it, her audience...
(in a low, smokey-sultry tone offering Old English -British- accented words, she began)
"Rumor-Radio offers our sincerest condolences
to the friends, families, and fans
of the folks who were marred or murdered tonight..."
(a soft click and crackling pause)
"We offer our most gracious thanks to
the fantastic four
who captured or killed all three wingos.
Seriously, we have a replay
available on our grab-board;
those of you with access,
feel free to share..."
(a soft click and crackling pause)
"We ask our listeners not to blame the Wingos who did the shredding,
but the careless crew attempting to transport them."
(a soft click and crackling pause)
"That said, you'll be happy to know,
the culprits are dead
AND in Wingo-worthy pieces
set at the door step of your
Family Patron-of-the-Station Overlord Franc OzGud,
Midway's own Count-of-the-Underside,
and his fearsome Underboss;
an anonymous alien (chuckle) says 'your welcome'
by the way..."
(a soft click and crackling pause)
(An amused chuckle preceding humor-filled words...
lowered to an almost conspiratorial tone...)
"Something tells us BlackDeath Pyke might enjoy
the new tapestries..."
(a soft click and crackling pause)
"You may have heard the OzGud's and Hails'
are joining forces to fund an expedition into
the outer-reaches of the system,
but you may not have known it seems
recruitment isn't going well.
Word on the wire says rumors of
alien contact and kamikaze-probability
of the mission has turned adventurous
hearts afraid."
(a soft click and crackling pause)
"The JSS and Founding Families
don't want you to hear this recording,
but you know the latest truths
in the AtVerse come from
Rumor-Radio so, here it is:"
(a soft click and crackling pause)
"Communications Log Entry 2278
from JSS Monru to JSS Liberty
113 WA, day 17 into classified mission
code named '2KL'
approximately 02:02 AM JSS Standard Time:"
(a soft click and crackling pause)
(a soft click and crackling pause)
"We're not saying you shouldn't be afraid;
we're saying you shouldn't let it stop
you from protecting what's yours."
(a soft click and crackling pause)
"This is OUR Verse
and Rumor-Radio is only
The Voice,
The Choice Is Yours:
Are you going to be
someone who fears what happened?
someone who wonders what happened?
or someone who makes shit happen?"
(a soft click and crackling pause)
"Rumor-Radio Out."
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(a soft click and crackling pause)
(An amused chuckle preceding humor-filled words...
lowered to an almost conspiratorial tone...)
"Something tells us BlackDeath Pyke might enjoy
the new tapestries..."
(a soft click and crackling pause)
"You may have heard the OzGud's and Hails'
are joining forces to fund an expedition into
the outer-reaches of the system,
but you may not have known it seems
recruitment isn't going well.
Word on the wire says rumors of
alien contact and kamikaze-probability
of the mission has turned adventurous
hearts afraid."
(a soft click and crackling pause)
"The JSS and Founding Families
don't want you to hear this recording,
but you know the latest truths
in the AtVerse come from
Rumor-Radio so, here it is:"
(a soft click and crackling pause)
"Communications Log Entry 2278
from JSS Monru to JSS Liberty
113 WA, day 17 into classified mission
code named '2KL'
approximately 02:02 AM JSS Standard Time:"
(a soft click and crackling pause)
Monru2Liberty: (full of static) "Lib..ty, do ... read?! I .... we..e under a..ack!"
(background explosions and shouting, one loud "what the H...os IS ...t?!")
(static)
Liberty2Monru: "Monru, this is Liberty, we do NOT copy, please repeat: you say you're under attack?"
(static)
Monru2Liberty: (full of static) "-..ing YES!"
(background screaming and shouting of attempted salvaging operations of their ship)
"..me out of .. ..ere and st...ed s..otin. at us! Liberty, ..'re not-"
(background shout cuts the speaker off yelling, "we've ..en boar..d!")
"..at the-"
(static)
Liberty2Monru: "Monru, this is Liberty, please repeat. What do you see? Who is attacking you? Assistance is on the way but the-"
(static)
Monru2Liberty: (full of static) "FUCKING E.T.'s! Fu....g Al...s! Li..rt. ..e yo. ...ing thi-?"
(static)
Liberty2Monru: "Did you just say Aliens?"
(static)
Liberty2Monru: "Monru, this is Liberty, please come in..."
(static)
Liberty2Monru: "Montru, this is Liberty: Repeat last transmission. Did you say Aliens?!...
(static)
Liberty2Monru: "Monru, do you copy? ...
(static)
Liberty2Monru: "Monru?"
(end transmission)
(static)
Liberty2Monru: "Did you just say Aliens?"
(static)
Liberty2Monru: "Monru, this is Liberty, please come in..."
(static)
Liberty2Monru: "Montru, this is Liberty: Repeat last transmission. Did you say Aliens?!...
(static)
Liberty2Monru: "Monru, do you copy? ...
(static)
Liberty2Monru: "Monru?"
(end transmission)
(a soft click and crackling pause)
"We're not saying you shouldn't be afraid;
we're saying you shouldn't let it stop
you from protecting what's yours."
(a soft click and crackling pause)
"This is OUR Verse
and Rumor-Radio is only
The Voice,
The Choice Is Yours:
Are you going to be
someone who fears what happened?
someone who wonders what happened?
or someone who makes shit happen?"
(a soft click and crackling pause)
"Rumor-Radio Out."
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The time was 04:09 AM Midway Station Time...
All comms and speakers (in-tune or on Midway) cut out with a crackle of static...
In a faded increase, their original broadcasts came back and with it...
The new wave of gossip leaving with every ship to reach out to the rest of the AtVerse...
All comms and speakers (in-tune or on Midway) cut out with a crackle of static...
In a faded increase, their original broadcasts came back and with it...
The new wave of gossip leaving with every ship to reach out to the rest of the AtVerse...
OoC Note: an application is being made for the role of The Voice of Rumor-Radio already... :)